Nostalgia Race Poems

I had a happy childhood at first
Yeah I played with dolls to a tragic
Extent. It was a dream of some
Type of female existence.  I...

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Magic silver key,
fits into my silver shoes.
I was now set free,
I now owned many sidewalks.
My new skates were a big thrill.

 

Date Written: 8/4/2022

2 Place

Childhood...

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With starting lines in measured meters 
Down back alleys we would run.
Asphalt drawn with borrowed paint 
Against each other’s clocks.

However matter what the speed, 
Our...

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My hair has always 
had a mind of its own
Stays doing whatever
it wants whenever 
it pleases
Just never bothers to do 
any of it, at my...

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St Patrick’s Alphabet

A is America land of the free

B is for Beatles as Irish as me

C is the great Cliffs of Moher so pretty

D is...

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THE RACE CONTINUES
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



The relentless waves devour the shore
Once familiar places exist no more
I look about the treeless plain
Those loved faces do not remain
Yet...

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A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed...

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CIL MAOLCHEADAIR   (Kilmalkedar)
On such an Irish spring and drizzle morn,
she wandered through the graveyard, looking for
the Celtic dream from which her past was...

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In a rural country vale
Aylesbury's forgotten tale;
A steeplechase from memory gone
The four mile hunt from Waddesdon.

Twenty  weighed in at the White Hart,
The old windmill...

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